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>>Wow he sounds like a bit of a perv. I've talked about >>the worst paddling I got at school a few times. The >>Assistant Principal handled the discipline at the Jr. >>High I went to. He had a reputation for paddling way >>too hard and it was deserved. He had a large paddle >>with holes in it and when he paddled, he used both >>hands and would swing with full force and from >>experience, I can tell you he paddled girls as hard as >>he did boys. He was very cold and business like in the >>way he handled it too. I can't say he enjoyed hitting >>kids, but, I believe he got some satisfaction from it. >>You were normally paddled over clothing by him, >>whatever you wore at the time. If you had pockets, you >>would have to empty them and then lay across the desk >>with your arms stretched forward and your feet on the >>floor. His paddling was slow, hard and very >>deliberate. My one experience with him, I was wearing >>a short skirt. The school didn't have any rules about >>skirt length as long as your butt wasn't showing when >>you were standing up. Mine was maybe five or six >>inches above my knees. It was a heavy pleated skirt >>and should have provided a little protection, but when >>he had me get into position, the skirt rode up >>revealing about half of my butt. I was also wearing >>nylon bikini panties and they were riding up when I >>bent over so my bottom was about a quarter of the way >>bare. I didn't know how exposed I was until he patted >>the paddle against my bottom. The Secretary had been >>called in to witness since I was a girl and she held >>my wrists to keep me in place. When I felt the paddle >>rest against my half bare butt, I tried to get loose >>to reach back and cover my butt, but she held me in >>place and told me to hold still. When he drew back, >>he hit me full force and honey, I can honestly say, I >>had never been hit that hard in all my life. I >>couldn't catch my breath. It was a few seconds before >>I got the second swat and I screamed and then I was >>bawling at the top of my lungs with the third. I fell >>on the floor when the Secretary let go of my wrists. >>Holding my bottom and crying at the top of my lungs. >>He went back around to the other side of the desk put >>the paddle away and told the Secretary to help me up. >>I couldn't sit down at all so standing there holding >>my bottom and crying, he handed me a note, told me to >>take it home, get it signed and bring it back >>tomorrow. Then he dismissed me. It was done after >>School. So I stopped at the restroom and was crying >>while I checked my butt in the mirror. It was already >>a deep purple from the paddling. I had some serious >>bruising that lasted well over a week. I was out of >>school for the rest of the week. Momma wasn't happy to >>say the least and went back to the school the next day >>to confront them about it. I guess it was the first >>time they had ever been confronted about a child being >>spanked too hard. The Assistant was removed from the >>position even though he was still employed but he was >>not allowed to paddle anymore. His contract was not >>renewed at the end of the year. Momma also withdrew >>the permission to allow us to be paddled at school. I >>don't know if he got some kind of perverse thrill out >>of hitting kids or not if you know what I mean, but I >>believe he was on a bit of a power trip. >That was a power trip and also could be sexual mine >was definitely sexual he seemed to prefere girls with >a certain degree of development and got a thrill out >of spanking us he seemed to like crying our dresses >and skirts has to come up to the top of the knee my >parents made me wear dresses or skirts a little >longer. that year I was a jv cheerleader my uniform >rode up and the cheer panties over regular panties >tighten my bottom and make the pain worse he always >paddled on days I had to wear my uniform it was like >him living out a fantasy but I was a real 12 year old >farm girl not a grown up in a costume l

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